After E.E.
After E.E.
Cummings wrote of one
as this snowflake alighting
upon a gravestone.
My one
will more likely be
a flake of ash
and whether it ends up on a gravestone
will be all one
to me, but oh let it
alight first, let there be
alight.
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Draft poem for the wonderful Kerry O’ Connor’s micro-poetry prompt on With Real Toads, with special focus on E.E. Cummings poem “one this snowflake.” Photo is mine; all rights reserved (and also to poem, of course.) Thanks!
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ManicDDaily 
February 20, 2016 at 7:26 pm
Lovely – and I like you mention him in the poem!
February 20, 2016 at 7:59 pm
Okay, K, this one I really do like. ‘Just put the ash flake where K wants it.’ The picture is wonderful too, I’d love to be in those woods on that day.
February 20, 2016 at 8:41 pm
I was lovin’ this from the beginning – but oh, that ending! Kudos.
February 20, 2016 at 8:42 pm
Thanks, Candy.
February 20, 2016 at 9:12 pm
quite welcome!
February 20, 2016 at 8:48 pm
“…alight” is definitely best. 🙂
February 20, 2016 at 10:10 pm
Yes, let there be light, and there was light!
Hank
February 20, 2016 at 11:35 pm
Sooooooo much this:
“but oh let it
alight first, let there be
alight.”
YES.
February 21, 2016 at 12:01 am
Gorgeous 🙂
February 21, 2016 at 1:36 am
Wonderful work with the words and images here, Karin.
February 21, 2016 at 1:58 am
I love how you closed it with alight.. Simply gorgeous.
February 21, 2016 at 9:01 am
Magnificent!
February 21, 2016 at 10:48 am
Very clever. Love the close.
February 21, 2016 at 2:38 pm
I totally love this!
February 21, 2016 at 3:32 pm
Well done, you.
February 21, 2016 at 3:37 pm
Thanks, Mary. k.
On Sun, Feb 21, 2016 at 3:32 PM, ManicDDaily wrote:
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February 22, 2016 at 6:31 am
Let there be alight! So perfect.
Brings up Goethe for me. A good thing.
February 22, 2016 at 1:07 pm
None of us are born, or die perfect.
February 23, 2016 at 4:38 pm
Wonderful wordplay at the end. I really enjoyed it.
Greetings from London.
February 24, 2016 at 2:36 am
sounds like you’re busy, k – i’m finally around the corner of the hell months, still tuckered, but kicking.
I’m grinning at your punctuation and capitals – including his initials – as your bit of defiance in favor of 🙂
yet your line breaks and wordplay carry the spirit, and show that it is yet possible to keep convention, while twisting it… ~
February 25, 2016 at 1:41 am
This is beautiful. Whether snowflake or ash, let there be light.